Page 17 of Where Is the Love

I chuckled as I playfully pushed him. I took a deep breath, prepared to just relax in his arms and worry about everything else later.

CHAPTERSIX

BRIXTON

When Jakari texted me, saying to come to the diner and rescue Jess from herself, I stopped working and immediately went into the house and showered, then went all the way to Beaumont to get her some flowers. I’d barely made it there before she left, but there was no way I was going to go there empty handed, especially not when I knew she was feeling sensitive and needed me.

I was shocked that Jakari had texted me in the first place. I supposed everyone had witnessed our chemistry Saturday night. I surely thought he’dbeentold her about Bestie Jessie and how I planned to break out the friend zone. I chuckled again at the thought. Sometimes I wished I wouldn’t have let her dad punk me into staying away from her, especially since I knew how he was treating her. I was a kid, though, and I was raised to respect my elders.

That nigga wasn’t worth the respect he was given. When I left for San Marcos, I left Jess behind and regretted every moment of that shit. No matter how many women I dated or fucked, I knew if I ever came in contact with her again and she was single, I would try my hardest to make her mine.

When I parked in the driveway, I hurriedly got out of my truck to go and help her from her car. While I knew she wouldn’t be here long, I wanted to cherish the little time we had before she went out with her cousins. It was already after one in the afternoon. As I opened her door, she leaned over to get her flowers and her food. The skirt she had on had a split that gave me the perfect view of her long ass legs, especially those thick ass thighs.Shat!

Jessica was so fucking fine without even trying to be. She was just a damn natural. That honey-colored skin covering her five feet nine inches of perfection was one of my favorite things about her. Her skin tone complemented my chocolate skin tone perfectly. Her dark-colored eyes slanted upward, and her cheekbones were high. When she smiled big, her cheeks turned her eyes into slits that accented her already beautiful face. Her smile could brighten up anyone’s day.

I didn’t see that split that clearly when she walked, but got damn if I didn’t see it now. That shit showed her entire leg. If it were an inch higher, I would catch a glimpse of the ultimate prize. She turned to me, and I took the food from her and grabbed her hand to help her up. She smiled at me as I closed her door then grabbed her hand again.

Words weren’t spoken, and I was okay with the silence. It spoke volumes. She was definitely in her feelings, but I knew she just wanted to relax and sort of go with the flow. I knew her well enough to know that her actions didn’t necessarily mean there was a change in our status, but itdidmean there was hope. She wouldn’t be this way with me if there wasn’t a possibility for more.

After I opened the door, I set her food on the countertop, and she set her flowers right next to it. I pulled her in my arms to hold her, but she had other plans. Her lips met mine, giving me the sweetest kiss I’d ever received from her. Her glossed lips slowly glided against mine until she slid her tongue to mine. The kiss went from sweet to passionate in seconds, and I displayed pure acceptance with that transition.

My hands slid down her back and gripped her ass as I broke the kiss with her lips and made my way to her neck. The moan that left her only propelled me forward, my lips moving to her bare shoulder. “Brix… what about your mother?”

“She ain’t here, baby. She’s in Beaumont,” I said roughly in her ear then bit her lobe, diamond stud and all.

I grabbed her ponytail, pulling her head further back and licked up the front of her neck to her chin and crashed my lips against hers. She lifted her leg to my waist, and I gripped the hell out of it. Feeling her soft skin was fucking me up. Damn, I wanted her so bad, and I could only hope that this shit she incited would be going all the way, because I was nearing the point of no return.

I picked her up and set her on the island right here in the kitchen. Plans of going further into the house had been completely abandoned. After she laid those lips on me, I lost all focus. I pulled away from her to lock the door. I didn’t know what time my mama was coming back, and there was no way I would leave the door unlocked for her to just walk in on us like this. When I turned back to Jess, she was staring right at me.

“Brix, I don’t know what I want relationship wise. Sexually, I’m always ready, but I can’t be thinking with my pussy. That’s how people get hurt. Maybe we should—”

I put my fingers on her lips, silencing her. “Stop thinking so much. I wanna tell you something I been wanting to tell you for years.”

I pulled away from her, then went to the sink to wash my hands. I hated to break the mood, but I planned to dive in her pussy, and I didn’t need any impurities altering anything about her. She was staring at me intently as I made my way back to her. “What have you been wanting to tell me, Brix?”

I licked my lips and slid my hand between her legs, stopping short of her heater. I spread her legs open wider and stood closer to her. After staring at her for a moment, I slid my fingers past her panties and watched her eyelids flutter as her head dropped back some. “Come be my good girl, Jess. I want you to take this dick like a good girl.”

Her body temperature seemed to increase suddenly, and her pussy went from just being wet to flooding my fucking fingers and leaking down my hand to my arm. “You been wanting to hear that, baby?” I asked as she moaned.

“Yeeeeessss, Brix. Fuuuuck.”

I began stroking her faster, but she pulled my arm away from her, causing my fingers to withdraw. I immediately licked what was rolling down my arm until I got to my fingers, then sucked them into my mouth while she watched. Her taste was just as exquisite as I knew it would be. She hiked her skirt up and pulled her top over her head. Seeing her titties had me painfully erect. She wasn’t wearing a bra. When I took my fingers from my mouth, she grabbed my hand and sucked them into hers.

Her hands made their way to the waistband of my jeans, and she unbuckled my belt then unbuttoned my pants. She did that shit fast as hell. I pulled my fingers from her mouth and watched her saliva roll down them. I licked all that shit up before pulling my pants down and whipping my dick out of that confined space he was in. Jess slid from the countertop and went to her knees, pulling my dick into her slick ass mouth.

I moaned immediately. It had been a few months since I’d gotten head, but to have Jessica’s lips wrapped around my shit was like a dream come true. I slid my hands to her face as we stared at one another. The frown made its way to my face because she was sucking the fucking life from me. My legs were trembling and getting weak as hell. “Oh fuck, Jess!”

She was leaving spit all over my dick, and it was throbbing like crazy, ready to spew the effects of his fulfilled dreams. I began stroking her mouth as the tears fell from her eyes. Using my thumbs, I wiped them away while I fucked her tonsils up, trying to show her tenderness, even in this moment. “Jess, I’m about to cum, baby.”

She tightened her suction and sucked me harder, causing goosebumps to invade my skin. It felt like she was taking my breath, because I could barely catch that shit. My dick spasmed for seconds like it was trying to build up pressure to blow her fucking throat up. The strength of it had my lower back tightening. As it burst through, I yelled, “Fuuuuck!”

Jessica had damn near taken my manhood. She closed her eyes and digested every ounce of excitement I had released. I was weak as fuck! She had my ass stumbling. What made it worse was that she still had a hold on my dick. She was stroking it, milking him for everything he had. She licked the tip, ingesting what came out when she squeezed him then stood. I grabbed her face rough as hell and shoved my tongue down her damn throat. Here I was, thirty-one years old, and that was the best head of my entire life.

I pulled away from her and lifted her back to the island. I sat on the stool in front of her and ripped her panties at the crotch and went right in. She pulled her skirt out of the way and put her hand at the back of my head, pushing me in deeper. “Yeeeeesss, Brix! Fuck!”

Her pussy was so damn wet I couldn’t keep up with the output. That shit was running through my beard and down my damn neck, promising to offer it the deep conditioning it needed. I moaned as I indulged in what Jazmine Sullivan described as the best pussy in the world in one of her songs. I lifted my head and said just that. “Fuck, girl. I ain’t never had no shit like this. This gotta be the best pussy in the fucking world.”

I tapped her enlarged clit with my fingertips and watched the cream leak from her. I went right to it and slurped that shit up. “Brix! Fuck your shit up, baby!” she screamed.